It was alright 'till I got caught
Charged with an Eight-Forty-Eight
Behind Marion steel gates
nikkas started shyttin', actin' bizarre
Drivin' my cars, fukkin' my broads, breakin' the laws
Same nikkas I took care of and got money wit' was on some funny shyt
If I was different I'd snitch
What would you do if you got Millions with nikkas and they had no love
For ya?
Couldn't pay for ya lawyer
I figured shyt, why sit in a cell to rot?
I'll be out in Ten, start over again
Throw those boys in the pot, but I couldn't do it
You couldn't understand it of you ain't been through it
There's rules to this shyt and I couldn't break 'em
Death before dishonor 'till I meet Satan...I know he's waitin'